Translated by Tam
âWho is it?â
said Sylvester.
I answered, folding the letter roughly.
âHis Highness the Crown Prince.â
âWhy is he?â
asked Sylvester, expressing his displeasure with his whole face.
âWhat do you mean why? He must have done this after hearing that I hit Countess Fleur.â
âAh.â
Sylvester nodded.
Then he said, frowning.
âDonât go,â
âWhat?â
âDonât go, you donât have to go, do you?â
âBut thenâ¦â
In fact, thatâs true.
Thereâs no reason for me to run away saying âYeahâ just because Callian is calling.
Now, I donât have to seduce Callian anymore, and itâs not me who has to maintain a good relationship with him, itâs Sylvester.
Butâ.
I blinked my eyes.
âStill, I will go.â
âWhy?â
âI have to go and make sure.â
I said with a smirk.
âNow that I donât suffer anymore.â
******
Callian was very, very, very, in a very bad mood.
Itâs not just because Fleur was beaten by Ophelia. It was more complicated than that.
Had it been the original Callian, he would have been furious when he found out that Fleur had been beaten to the dust by Ophelia on a rainy day. He must have comforted Fleur by threatening to put Ophelia to death right now.
But Callian right now isâ.
He only sent a letter of consolation to Fleur but didnât call her into the palace. Instead, he summoned Ophelia.
Calling Ophelia, Callian thought. âOh, itâs this excuse for him to be able to see her.â
Callian came to think that his heart had changed a little, no, a lot.
He realized that his love for Fleur was not the same as before, and he was thinking of Ophelia more often than before.
So Callian was in a very bad mood.
Why?
Why the hell?
He loves Fleur.
However, it has disappeared whether this is the ongoing love for her or the past she loved. It seemed to be closer to âI loved you.â
But what about Ophelia?
Even when he closed her eyes, he kept thinking of her.
He keep thinking of her bold words, her smirking smile, and the things she said she would help himâ.
âDamn it.â
Callian had to admit it now.
The fact that Opheliaâs weight has grown in his mind. More than Fleur.
But Ophelia said she likes Sylvester.
Their relationship seemed to be getting better than before. To hear peopleâs stories.
Is there room for him to intervene?
Probably not.
However, it wasnât like he had to give up.
He was the Crown Prince and was in a position to have everything he wanted.
He had to have it.
He could never let her go, even more so as the Emperor said that.
Callian opened the door to the drawing-room and entered.
âOh, youâre here?â
Ophelia, who knew nothing of Calianâs heart, greeted him with a bright smile.
Todayâs Ophelia was dressed more modestly than usual.
This didnât reduce her sparkling appearance, though.
Callian looked at Ophelia and Fleur for a moment.
And he thought that Ophelia was much more beautiful.
Damn it.
Callian was angry with herself for having this thought in his unconscious mind, and also angry with Ophelia.
So he treated Ophelia in a rather curt manner.
âYou know your fault, donât you?â
He said as he sat down across from Ophelia. Then Ophelia tilted her head.
âI donât know.â
Ophelia said with her smile still on her face.
âI donât know why Your Highness called me. Why did you call me?â
âOphelia Ryzen.â
âIs it because I hit Fleur?â
âThatâs right!â
Callian raised his voice.
âYouâve given me a hell of a lot of trouble. What do you mean by nosebleed on the ladyâs face!â
âIf I hadnât, she would have been lied to again.â
Ophelia said with an expression of real resentment.
âI didnât do anything, and she screamed that I hit her. Thatâs why I made it true. Thatâs all. Did I do something wrong?â
Callianâs eyes narrowed.
If what Ophelia said is true, that is, if Fleur has offended her with a lieâ. No, itâs still not right for violence!
Callian somehow frowned at Ophelia, pounding his head against which he had leaned.
âItâs hard to let this go.â
âI understand, too. But what can I do? Itâs already happened.â
Ophelia shrugged her shoulders.
âI really canât stop you.â
Callian smiled sadly and shook his head.
âIâm not going to take responsibility.â
âI know. Your Highness loves Countess Fleur, so you must be angry that I hit her.â
Ophelia said. Callian frowned.
âWho said that? Who said that I love Countess Fleur?â
âWhat?â
Ophelia was confused for the first time.
What kind of nonsense is this?
âWere you a woman who listened to such gossip? Then Iâll say it again. I am not in love with Countess Fleur, but I am close to her.â
Callianâs heart was aching as he spoke this way. But he had to make sure it was like this. Only then will he be able to gain Opheliaâs trust.
As if this was the correct answer, Opheliaâs eyes were trembling a little.
âItâsâ¦very frustrating.â
Opheliaâs head was hurt.
What is this?
Did Callian change his plan?
In the direction of pretending not to know Fleur?
Then he tries to make Fleur the Empress?
No, in that case, it would be better for him to just show her all that he loves Fleur as he is now. Why the hell?
Ophelia was very confused.
âAnyway, it happened, so you know.â
âI donât know what you mean to know, but I get it.â
She nodded her head, thinking that she should think about this a little more later.
Callianâs lips rose as if they were satisfied.
âBy the way, about the Duke.â
âYeah. Please speak.â
âThe Duke came to me and asked for a deal.â
Callian said with a twinkle in his eyes.
âI want to put a condition on him.â
âConditions?â
âYes.â
Ophelia wondered what the conditions were, but on the other hand, she had a strong intuition that she shouldnât ask. She bit her mouth tight for that.
âIâm going to join hands on the condition that he needs to accept the conditionsâ¦â
Callian looked into Opheliaâs eyes and asked.
âWhat do you think?â
My thoughts?
He has no idea.
Ophelia scratched her cheek.
And she decided to give Callian a word he might like.
No, heâs going to join hands with Sylvester anyway. Wouldnât it be nice to lift his mood?
âYour Highness is better than the 2nd Prince.â
âI know right?â
Callian smiled contentedly and leaned back on the sofa.
âThe condition is no big deal.â
She doesnât think she needs to say anything. Ophelia shook her head, slightly nervous.
âYou should talk to my husband about thatâ¦â
However, Callian didnât understand Opheliaâs heart at all.
âThe two of you are getting a divorce.â
He continued.
âThatâs what I want.â
******
Largo stood around the room.
Because of the Emperorâs anger, he couldnât go out, and it was quite frustrating.
But this thing didnât last long.
Now, in a few days, the forbidden rule will be lifted, and he will be able to move as he pleases.
The first thing to do isâ.
âOphelia Ryzen.â
Of course, she doesnât have much power, so just ignoring her could be beneficial to his mind and body.
But Largoâs strong intuition was telling him.
If he left it as it is, it would definitely hurt him.
Therefore, as soon as Largo left the palace, he planned to destroy Ophelia Ryzen.
To do thatâ.
âTraitor.â
It would be best to make it like that.
Largo approached the desk.
On the desk, there were papers with personal information of the people working for the Duke Ryzen.
âWho should I choose?â
As he muttered, he immediately grinned and lifted a piece of paper.
âYou would be fine.â
His mean laughter filled the room.